Mass Effect Alternate First Contact Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I spit out his head and it lands on a burning tent and catches fire instantly. Should’ve killed me when you had the chance. I think to myself, before I turn to the child and pick it up gently. That night I leave Mouri, whatever was left of it, and I take Ruksaar with me. Everyone I know is gone. And I’ve killed Rafael and his cursed pack. Now…I’m Mikalya Carnell…a woman with the blood of an Alpha. I was the very first female Alpha in the world.

I had much to do now that I was finally here. But before I could start my work, I heard my phone ring. Annoyed, I picked it up after noticing that Damien, my beta, was the one calling. “This better be good.” “It is.” Came his curt reply. “We met the new doctor that was supposed to arrive at the clinic today.” “So?” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “We don’t interfere in human matters, Damien. If-” “She has Axton’s scent on her.”

He rumbles in an accented voice that is full of dominance. When our gazes collide, his sapphire eyes slowly start to change in color. Amber rings glow lustrously through the midnight atmosphere. Stealing the air from my lungs. Fire licks my skin, burning every inch of my flesh as my heart beats erratically in my chest. And I feel this uncontrollable pull towards this male the longer I gaze into his beautiful eyes. But I should have known better. With every woman being sold like cattle to these aliens. I should have never slipped through the hole in the gate, and now I fear my life will never be the same again from this point forward.

We were mates so we could make it work. Her hand remained in mine. Her touch made me feel warm inside and sent excitement through my body. A feeling that I hadn't really ever felt with anyone else. With her hand in mine though I could sense her other emotions. She was confused, angry but also had some excitement. It was an interesting mix. "Alpha Jaxon can't we shift to make it back to the cars faster?" Scott, one of my pack members, groaned out. "No." I responded shortly. "I can't let our new member shift and try to run away."

Soon Frederick Stuart stood up from the throne with an expressionless face and declared, " I, Frederick Stuart of the Maden pack, reject you as my mate because I can't have an abomination ruling the pack with me. I command you to agree to this rejection to break any form of bond that existed between us" Ashley Flores was so pale and flimsy that she wasn't able to respond. Since it has been decided already, why seek her consent before rejecting her? " Who did she think she was to ignore the Mayor? Guards! Make sure that abomination agrees to this repudiation!" A man with brown eyes and black hair commanded with an authoritative voice. He must be the Alpha's beta. With the command given, four

It was a mixture of disbelief, regret, worry and embarrassment. But there was also acceptance which settled Anais a little. “Hi,” She whispered. “Hello,” The alpha said. His voice was as deep as she remembered it and a shiver went through her body. They stared at each other for another minute before Anais decided to get the awkward part out of the way. “My name is Anais,” She told the alpha. “Atlas Hawke” The alpha replied. He reached up gently and touched the bite on Anais’s neck. The wound was still sore, which meant it probably wasn’t that old, but it didn’t hurt when the alpha brushed over it. In fact, it felt good and the tension that had built up in Anais’s body relaxed again.

“Yes, Mommy. Isn’t this car awesome? Daddy gave me apple juice!” Daddy. I turned my gaze to the man beside me, the one who was holding me—Alpha Alaric. His expression was unreadable, eyes fixed ahead. I pulled away from him, pressing myself against the door. “What is going on? Where are you taking us?” He glanced at me briefly. “To my home. We need to get started on the paperwork.” “Paperwork?” I echoed. “What paperwork?” His Beta, who was driving, glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “Ms. Spencer, six years ago, your biological daughter, Ella, and Alpha Alaric’s daughter were switched at birth.”

“Knew you’d… outshine us all.” Tears burned my eyes. “Don’t you dare,” I said fiercely. “You don’t get to leave.” The presence around us shifted then, gentler, almost curious. I felt it brush against my mind, against the child, and for the first time there was no fear in the connection—only acknowledgment. A promise, unspoken but heavy. Kael would live. But nothing would be the same. I stood slowly, turning back to Serena. The flames parted for me, the symbols fading into the ground as if sinking back into the world itself. She stared at me now with something like awe tangled with hatred, her earlier confidence completely gone.

he demanded. I forced myself to meet his eyes. “If nothing changes… I disappear.” The word landed between us like a blade. “No,” he said immediately. “That’s not an option.” I almost smiled. In my first life, Alexander Knight had loved me silently, from a distance, believing he had no right to interfere. In this life? He would tear down reality itself before losing me. “There’s more,” I said softly. I flipped the page. Solution Protocol: Anchor convergence through shared consciousness bond.

"The Reclamation wanted to pave the world. These people... they wanted to leave it behind. And they found out there’s nowhere to go." ​The First Contact ​The pod drifted toward the shore, the silver hull scorched black by the reentry. As the hatch hissed open, the air that escaped wasn't the sterilized, synthetic oxygen of the Shallows. It was a stale, desperate breath of recycled carbon. ​Three figures stepped out. They weren't armored Praetors. They were a family—a man, a woman, and a young girl with skin the color of alabaster, her hair cropped short for a zero-gravity environment. They wore grey jumpsuits that were frayed at the seams, and their eyes were wide with a terror that Kael rec